War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

When Nie Zui was lost in his own thoughts, Duan Ling Tian began to make his move.

Duan Ling Tian’s gaze turned cold before he activated the Golden Crow’s Wings to charge at the gigantopithecus after he saw how Yang Wen controlled it to smash the spear violently on the Death Arena as energy surged out.

This moment was also when the gigantopithecus’ defense was at its weakest.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Duan Ling Tian suddenly flapped the Golden Crow’s Wings, causing air turbulence and setting off air explosions.

However, the Saint Land disciples seated around the Death Arena did not pay any attention to the commotion created by the Golden Crow’s Wings. Instead, their eyes were glued on Duan Ling Tian.

“Otherworldly Celestial!” Under the watchful eyes of the others, Duan Ling Tian flew close to the gigantopithecus at an extremely fast speed. With just a flash, four clones that were indistinguishable suddenly appeared.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Coupled with the real Duan Ling Tian, there was a total of five Duan Ling Tian wielding their swords as they charged at the gigantopithecus domineeringly.

Apart from possessing the high-grade Divine Ability, the Otherworldly Celestial, the five swords also contained the profundity of the Sovereign Heart Sword that Duan Ling Tian comprehended.

Currently, Duan Ling Tian had already comprehended the third stage of the Sovereign Heart Sword. For this reason, the force he wielded the sword with was much stronger than before.

The five swords slashed across the sky. When the gigantopithecus raised his hand, trying to withdraw the long spear to counter-attack, all of them landed on the gigantopithecus.

Five holes immediately appeared on the gigantopithecus.

“You want to destroy my gigantopithecus clone just by using just five swords? How ludicrous!” Despite the five wounds on the gigantopithecus, its movement and energy were not affected at all. Not only that, but the gigantopithecus even had time to taunt Duan Ling Tian. Naturally, the one who had actually spoken was Yang Wen.

“Who told you there are only five swords?” Five Duan Ling Tians smirked in unison as soon as Yang Wen finished speaking.

Due to Duan Ling Tian’s confident smirk that took Yang Wen by surprise, his control of the gigantopithecus slipped a little causing the gigantopithecus’ movements to slow down. However, it soon recovered and took a defensive stance.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, under the gaze of the crowds, the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Swords in the hands of five Duan Ling Tians disappeared without warning as though he had put them away.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

…

However, the sounds of swords whistling in the air told them that Duan Ling Tian did not put the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Swords away.

“They’re gone?!” As soon as they heard the sound of swords whistling in the air, the Saint Land disciples were so startled that some of them stood up immediately.

This was because although they could hear the sound of swords whistling in the air, they could not even see the shadow of a sword at all.

Even Liu Yun could not help but narrow his eyes. “What a fearsome swordplay!”

Apart from the few Palace of Death’s elders, Liu Yun was the strongest person among the Saint Land disciples who were present.

Just because the Saint Land disciples present on the scene could only hear the sound of swords whistling in the air and could not see it did not mean Liu Yun could not see it.

However, he could only faintly see the afterimages of the swords. The speed of the swords sent chills up his spine. The speed was just too fast! Even if he used all his might, it would be impossible for him to unleash an attack at such a fast speed.

“This swordplay technique…” Meanwhile, the custodian of the Palace of Death, Nie Zui, and the three Bronze Flame Elders could not help but narrow their eyes.

The three Bronze Flame Elders could more or less see what Liu Yun saw since their strength was about the same.

However, what Nie Zui could see was completely different.

In Nie Zui’s sight, the five Hundred Inscriptions Saint Swords that were controlled by the five Duan Ling Tians with his swordplay technique weaved a dense sword net as they swept out toward the gigantopithecus clone that Yang Wen was controlling.

The speed of the swords forming the sword net was so fast that even Nie Zui could not help but feel chills running up his spine.

A Martial Cultivator whose cultivation base was only at the peak of the Exemplary Saint Stage could already cast such a formidable attack. Would it not be heaven-defying when he broke through to the Quintessential Saint Stage or the Saint Celestial Stage?

‘It’s unfortunate he only possesses a yellow Innate Spiritual Root. God must envy those who are talented!’ Nie Zui found the situation regrettable.

“SH*T!” At the same time, horror dawned on Yang Wen. He urgently controlled the gigantopithecus to evade the sword net Duan Ling Tian had weaved with his swordplay technique.

Although the Saint Land disciples could not see Duan Ling Tian’s swordplay technique, it did not mean that Yang Wen could not see the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword controlled by Duan Ling Tian’s swordplay technique clearly. Moreover, due to how close they were, what he saw was even clearer than what Liu Yun and three Bronze Flame Elders saw.

Due to this reason, he chose to evade the attack immediately.

“Trying to evade? It’s too late!” Duan Ling Tian’s cold voice resonated in the air at this moment.

In the next instant, the sword net that was weaved by the swordplay technique shrouded the mountain-like gigantopithecus before slicing it into thousands of pieces.

The gigantopithecus was formed by Yang Wen’s Saint Origin. Now that it was cut into thousands of pieces, the energy inside had also dispersed.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

…

For this reason, as the sword net controlled by Duan Ling Tian moved, the Saint Origin shattered directly, disappearing from this world.

After Yang Wen’s gigantopithecus’ clone was destroyed, he seemed to have suffered from the backlash. His body trembled before he threw up a mouthful of blood. Colors drained from his face immediately. He appeared a little wretched.

Clamor!

Upon seeing this, everyone was in an uproar!

“Senior Brother Yang Wen’s gigantopithecus clone is destroyed just like this?”

“What kind of technique did Duan Ling Tian cast? How’s it so fast? I can’t even catch a shadow of it!”

“Me too! The speed is just too fast!”

As the Saint Land disciples discussed among themselves, their voices were filled with confusion. From the beginning until the end, they did not see how the gigantopithecus clone was destroyed.

They only saw the gigantopithecus clone was suddenly cut into thousands of pieces. After the pieces remained in the air for a few moments, they vanished entirely. It was as though they were destroyed by some invisible energy.

“Brother Yun, what’s going on?” Liu Mu gasped. He could not see clearly what was going on earlier.

“Duan Ling Tian has mastered a terrifying swordplay technique. I don’t even know whether it’s a Divine Ability or a martial tactic. When he wielded his sword, the speed of his sword is so fast that even I can barely catch the afterimages of the sword as well!” Liu Yun said with a sullen expression.

“What? Even you can barely catch a trace of it?” Liu Mu was dumbfounded.

Liu Yun was his cousin. Naturally, he knew how strong his cousin was. Due to this reason, he was shocked.

“Junior Brother Ling Tian, it seems like I’ve underestimated you.” Liu Mu stared at Duan Ling Tian with a complex expression. Although he had faith in Duan Ling Tian, he did not expect Duan Ling Tian knew such a formidable swordplay technique.

…

“What kind of swordplay technique is that?” Yang Wen asked in a deep voice as he looked at Duan Ling Tian after he regained his senses.

“Why do you care? You’re destined to die in my hands today if you only have that little strength, Yang Wen!” Duan Ling Tian said coldly as he looked at Yang Wen indifferently.

“Do you really think you can kill me just because you’ve mastered that swordplay technique? How naive!” Upon hearing Duan Ling Tian’s words, a contemptuous expression appeared on Yang Wen’s face. “I’m merely warming up in the earlier battle. The true battle will start now. I’d like to see if your swordplay technique can catch up to the real me!”

The moment Yang Wen finished speaking, his body moved and only his afterimage was left behind. He had already moved to a distant spot.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Every time Yang Wen moved, a solidified afterimage of him would be left standing at where he was. It did not disappear for a long time.

“Phantasmal Imprint!” Many Saint Land disciples exclaimed when they saw this.

“The Phantasmal Imprint is a movement technique at the Heaven Rank Prominent Saint Grade Martial Tactic… Judging from the Phantasmal Imprint cast by Senior Brother Yang Wen, it’s obvious he has already mastered it to the highest stage!”

“It’s too fast! Not only is his speed fast, but he even leaves behind a solidified afterimage that blocks his opponent’s line of sight!”

“It’s said that Senior Brother Yang Wen has even comprehended a high-grade movement Divine Ability. The speed of the high-grade movement Divine Ability, coupled with the Phantasmal Imprint, is not something Duan Ling Tian can compare to!”

“That’s right! At that time, even if Duan Ling Tian casts that whatever swordplay technique he had cast earlier, he still might not be able to catch up to Senior Brother Yang Wen!”

“As long as Senior Brother Yang Wen utilizes the advantage of his speed to stall for time until the effect of Duan Ling Tian’s assist-type Divine Ability is gone, Duan Ling Tian is going to be the meat on Senior Brother Yang Wen’s chopping board at that time!”

The Saint Land disciples discussed among themselves. Although Duan Ling Tian had destroyed the gigantopithecus clone that Yang Wen consolidated through his medium-grade offensive Divine Ability, the Three Flowers Unification, they still felt that it was impossible for Duan Ling Tian to defeat Yang Wen.

“As you wish!” The five Duan Ling Tians said in unison. The instant their words left their mouths, they surrounded Yang Wen and charged at him.

If it was only a movement tactic, Yang Wen’s speed would not be faster than Duan Ling Tian, let alone comparing to the speed of the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword that was controlled by Duan Ling Tian with the help of the Sovereign Heart Sword’s third stage, the Sword Warding Heart.

For this reason, when Duan Ling Tian encircled him, Yang Wen instantly cast his movement Divine Ability.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The movement Divine Ability that Yang Wen mastered was called Wind Spirit Possession. Once it was cast, it would seem as though the caster was possessed by a wind spirit. It would seem like he was the wind itself.

In just a blink of an eye, hundreds of Yang Wen’s afterimages appeared in the sky above the Death Arena.

Not only that, but as five Duan Ling Tians charged out, the number of these afterimages continued to increase.

In just a blink of an eye, several hundreds of afterimages appeared.

A few moments later, several thousands of afterimages had appeared.